(A/N: Overwatch belongs to Blizzard Entertainment)

9:30PM - Hana Song's Living Room

"Ahhhh, that was an alright movie. I'm not sure what was going on near the end though. I think that maybe if it were structured a bit better, the romance plot would definitely have felt more...hmm, alive I guess? I'm not too sure how to describe it. It just felt as though the two leads fell in love with each other too quickly I think. It's a solid 7.5/10 though" remarked Hana, commenting on the movie we'd just experienced, some sappy rom-com that Netflix were trying to promote. After we got home, Hana swore that she'd get revenge on me by beating me at Street Fighter, which she promptly did. We spent a good two or so hours at it before I gave in and decided to put on a movie. Hana chose it, since it's her 20th birthday and all. We're sitting beside each other on Hana's couch, well, its moreso that Hana is leaning her head onto me and I have my arm wrapped around her. With all that's happened in the past few days...it's nice to have things somewhat return back to normal. It's been a long, crazy roundabout path, but Hana and I finally are alone, and have each other. As the movies credits come to an end and Netflix returns back to its menu, Hana turns off her PS4 and TV and turns her face towards mine, looking at me with those cute, mesmerising eyes of hers.

"Jonathan, l-let's...g-g-g-go to b-bed" she says, her face turning a deep shade of red. By the looks on her face and her embarrassed attitude, it was clear what it was that she wanted to do. I smile back at her and nod my head in reply. She smiles back but as I get up off the couch to ead upstairs, I am pushed back down - gently - by Hana.

"Y-you wait here. I need to get prepared and stuff first. I'll t-text you when I'm ready, 'kay?" she says with a smile, leaning in and giving me a light kiss on the cheek. I look at her slightly confused and surprised, but I mumble out a "sure" in response to her statement. She rushes herself on up the stairs, her feet making light stepping noises as she makes her way to her boudoir. I lay back on the couch and look at my phone screen…

...oh, I forgot that photo was my lock screen. I'd better get rid of it. It's a photo of me, Angela, Lena and...Jack, on the day before he left. We all looked so happy and innocent then, like there wasn't a problem in the world. We were so carefree, little did Lena, me or - most surprisingly - Angela, know about what would happen. I go through my photos on my phone. I don't have any of me and Hana actually, other than the one we took at Dinner in Japan. It'd be a bit cringey if we had the same lock screen photo. Cute for sure, but incredibly cringey. I take a look at some random photos I took whilst in Japan, and use a picture I took of the Aoyama-Itchome subway. It wasn't the prettiest but, it'd do for now I guess, until I got a better photo of me and Hana, that's for sure.

About 10 or so minutes later

Man, what's taking her so long? I hear some shuffling going on upstairs. Jeez, what's she doing? I like to think of myself as a guy filled with restraint but, I mean does it take her this long to put on some make-up? As far as I'm aware, Hana doesn't have much in the way of Lingerie or sexy clothing. A few nice bras for sure but nothing too fancy looking. I look around at the living room, decorated rather...sparsely. Maybe we should decorate this room soon, it's only got a TV and those game consoles in here. Some paintings or something would go a long way to liven up and spice up the place for sure. I'm sure Hana wouldn't mind...unless it distracts her, in which case, let's not do that.

*BRRZT BRRZT!*

My phone vibrates, and I instantly open it back up to see what the message is. Unsurprisingly, it's from Hana.

"You can come up now. I'm waiting for you,

D. Va"

….oh boy. Looks like D. Va wants her turn in the spotlight. I feel sorry for Hana in a way. She lets herself become so overcome by this D. Va personality that's worked its way into her life. It was something she couldn't control well up until recently though. In fact, I'm surprised that she managed to hold her back during the last time we had sex. I guess she's just too pent up now after almost being completely wiped from Hana's mind after the whole Talon/Amélie ordeal. She needs her time in the spotlight, and playing StarCraft II ain't gonna cut it this time. I begin my walk up the stairs, as I have so often lately. As I begin to reach the summit of the staircase, I begin hearing quiet, ambient music playing, emanating from Hana's bedroom. I smell an intense fragrance too, but it's not overwhelming either. It's...sweet, somewhat sensual. Could it be...jasmine oils? I'm not too sure. I stop in front of the barely open door, seeing the light creep out from the crack that separated it from the wall. I took in a deep breath, and slowly opened the bedroom door.

The lighting gave off a very warm feeling. Usually when I'm up here with Hana, the light just comes from the TV which she leaves on in the corner of the room where her PC is, but she lit up some nice candles on both sides of the bed, which were unsurprisingly scented like Jasmine oils. The air was heavy with the smell, but it wasn't in any way overbearing. The mood lighting and aroma were perfect mood setters in my eyes.

And then of course, my eyes drifted towards Hana, who was laying on the bed, looking up at me with eyes filled with longing. She was dressed in - what else - D. Va branded lingerie, which fit her perfectly (of course why wouldn't it, it's her own brand).

"Jeez, I didn't know that you went this deep into the branding rabbit hole…" I say, eyeing her whole body up and down. Her face went a little bit crimson, but she never broke her gaze away from me. She outstretched her hand and beckoned me over with her finger, forming a small grin on her face. This was definitely D. Va in front of me, no doubt about it. That intense look in her eyes, the forwardness of this whole situation, this was definitely something that, while Hana would like it, she wouldn't knowingly prepare...is that why D. Va is doing this? Is she looking after her other self?

"I'm doing this for her you know...I'm doing it to further your relationship with her, because if she's not happy, then I'm pissed. I want you Jonathan, just as much as she does. She's letting me take over because she thinks that I'll be better at this than her, and I mean she's not wrong or anything but still, she's not bad too…" remarks Hana's D. Va personality. I look at her and giggle a little bit.

"What's so funny?" she questions. I look back into her eyes.

"It's just, you've never been this considerate before...it's your birthday too after all, maybe Hana wants you to have this part since she's had all the fun so far…" I say to her, leaning in to whisper into her ear.

"C'mon. Let's have some fun" I say, kissing her lightly on the cheek which causes her to have a surprised look on her face. She's taken aback by my forwardness, which even I think is a bit strange of me. Hana however, doesn't let me take the lead for long. After quickly licking her lips, she pushed me gently down onto the bed before straddling me, pressing her fingertips against my chest.

"Hmm...I think that this shirt and these pants might be getting in the way of things…" she says, bending over to my ear

"...daddy" she remarks, giggling slightly as she begins to undo my shirt. I'm not the biggest fan of the whole 'daddy' kink thing but, if it's what Hana wants (since Hana and D. Va apparently share the same fetishes, according to Hana anyways) then fine, I'll have to make do with that. 'It's only for tonight' I tell myself, swallowing a little bit of my pride for the sake of Hana's pleasure.

"I've been waiting so long for this, God, I can't remember the last time I even rubbed one out thinking about you...just looking at your chest again reminds me of when we first did this…" says Hana, slowly finishing undoing the buttons on my shirt, leaving my chest exposed. I place my hand on her cheek, beckoning her to bring her face closer to mine. However, rather than having a calm, romantic moment, D. Va pushes her lips against mine with passion and eroticism at the forefront, wasting no time in slipping her tongue inside my mouth, dancing on my palette. Her taste is that sweet cherry flavour that I don't think I'll ever become used to. I wonder what lip balm she uses? Before I have time to think about it any more, Hana slips her right hand to my pants, dragging them down in one swift motion.

"D-Damn" I say in shock. "You're mmh...pretty good" I murmur out between her kisses. Hana - or rather, D. Va - begins pressing her body closer to mine, and with her free hand guides my right hand towards the strap on her bra, practically begging me to undo it. Damn, this could be a problem with just one hand...but after some fiddling around with the hooks, I undo it in no time, and the bra begins slipping off, revealing her cute and well proportioned breasts. I take no time in indulging myself in them, groping one with one hand and sucking gently on the other, causing Hana to moan. She tightens her grip slightly and frees my most precious part from its cotton cage as she forces off my underwear. She begins kissing along my neckline and chest, but refuses to move herself lower, and begins lessening her intensity.

Maybe...she wants me to take the lead now? I wonder…

I sit up and flip our bodies over, mine on top of hers with Hana's expression looking incredibly lewd and turned on. This is what she was waiting for this whole time! I remove her panties slowly, but flip her over so that she's lying down on her front.

"You were a bad, bad girl Hana...I think you need some punishment…" I say in a slightly sadistic voice, trying to get into the role Hana so desperately wants me to get into. I grab her discarded underwear and put it on her head, making sure to cover her eyes (it was the closest thing I could use as a blindfold, don't judge me). I grab both her wrists with my right hand and raise my left right above her well-proportioned ass…

*SMACK!*

"AHHN! MORE...MORE!" squealed Hana, desperately begging for more. I continued to slap her ass, sometimes altering the force behind each one. Every now and then, I'd become gentle but then I would also become fierce and strike rough. It was somewhat….cathartic, in a way. I grabbed her right cheek, which was now slightly bruised, and gently pulled Hana's hair back, bringing her towards me.

"Beg for it, slut."

"I-I want you, daddy, I want you to fuck me like the slut I am, please daddy, I'll do anything!" begs my Korean princess, giving in. I rip the condom from it's packaging and after applying it, I slide myself inside Hana's ever delightful feeling insides. I groan heavily as I push myself in, the pleasure of Hana's walls wrapping around me is almost overwhelming as per usual. I yank Hana's head back towards me as I increase the pace of my thrusting, groping her ass with one hand and lightly choking her neck with my other. I remove the underwear from her face, wanting to see that lewd expression for myself. Her eyes roll up instinctively from the pleasure that is enveloping her body, her tongue poking itself out from the confines of her mouth. She moans more and more as every second and every pound passes, her breathing becoming more and more ragged as I feel her quickly approach her climax.

"Oh no you don't" I say seductively into her ear, holding her tighter. Rather than pulling out all together, I slow my movements to that of a snail's pace, which causes her to be me more in turn with that incredible lewd expression on her face, covered in a crimson blush and translucent sweat. It was quite a turn on, I never knew that even D. Va could get like this. I slowly begin to increase my speed again, thrusting my member right into the very top of her chamber, covering every single inch of it. As I begin thrusting faster and faster, I push her head down into the bed below, still groping her hair tightly in my right hand.

"Ahhn...ahhn….ahhn...oh Jo...na...THHHHHAN!" She squeals as I feel an incredible tightening sensation around my lower regions, followed by a rush of a sticky liquid, flowing freely onto the bedsheets below us.

"Haaahh….haaaa…..haaaa...that...was the most….incredible sex….I've ever ha-AHHHN!"

I continue pushing myself faster and faster to match Hana's incredible orgasm, her wet walls providing the perfect lubrication in combination with the condom. Honestly, I could maybe get addicted to this feeling, it was so incredible, like something from another world! I spank her - hard - as I push towards my limit, before eventually grunting and pushing the condom to its absolute limits, filling it with my seed. God, I wish I could fill Hana, but we don't want to take the risk. She had just gotten a test result back from the last time, showing us that she wasn't pregnant. Neither of us wanted that right now, no matter how much we loved each other. Still panting heavily, I take my limp self out of Hana's body, and lie beside her on the bed, totally exhausted

"Happy….Birthday Hana...Song…" I say, looking at her with a smile. She looks back at me, her timid personality having returned, and smiles back.

"Th..ank you...ha...Jonathan….I love...ha...haa You…" she says, taking my hands gently into hers. She looks over my body, as she has done several times the past few days. Her smile slowly withdraws from her face, into one which has tinges of regret strewn through it.

"Jonathan...we need to talk…"

(A/N: Hey guys, it's been a while. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter! I'm having difficulties with writing some of the lewd stuff, hence why it may seem lacking in this chapter. Jonathan and Hana's bond is strengthening, even after everything that happened in Korea. However, Hana is having some thoughts. What are they? Well, you'll have to wait and find out next time when she reveals her true feelings on what happened to Jonathan and co in Korea. Expect more Angela Ziegler soon. Maybe some Fareeha too!)